Black and maybe not that beautiful

Wow. The race row continues. Seems as though Oluchi is running out of cash money from her previous jobs so she's pulling the race card on SA fashion mags and everyone is falling for it. It's funny how The Times seems to be trumping her "race" card when the Sowetan (a paper perceived as black-centric) is taking the road less travelled and supporting the "racist" magazines.

I throw my weight behind Sowetan (for the first time) on this matter. This girl, who won Face of Africa a million years ago, is playing the card that most people don't want to touch with a ten-foot pole. It was only a few weeks ago that the Black Journalists Forum caused an uproar, a few months before that and gung-ho Johann was capping some hapless blacks in Skieliek, and I see today that The Times is running the Waterkloof Vier (I mean Four) who last graced our pages when they convicted.

So I guess race is the new, or rather current, Maddy McCann. Sad days when people try to move forward with this sensitive of taboos. If Oluchi gets her way with this story who knows what that'll mean for the rest of the country. Let's not forget that she was late for the scheduled photoshoots, acting so primadonna by suggesting that a tight-on-deadline magazine work aroudn her forgotten ass. Soon incompetent employees will trump this card blaming their respective industries of racism when in reality it's a dog-eat-dog world and calling racism is like kicking the poor mutt in the balls without putting up a proper fight.

Cheese dicks of the year

Let me take this opportunity to thank my lucky stars that I currently live in Gauteng. Yes the crime is bad and traffic sucks but at least I wasn't back at my alma mater getting mace in my face from the cheese dicks of the year.

Imagine my surprise on Monday morning when one of my colleagues tells me that 2 of my favorite drinking holes in Stellies (being Bohemia and Die Mystic Boer) were raided by South Africa's finest. And not only that but there is a video on the net that shows the "police" giving the cops who beat down Rodney King a run for their money.

The most disturbing thing is that had this been a year ago, one of those hapless blokes getting pepperspray all over their Nikes, could've been me.

3 weeks later

Hi people. Sorry for the delay in blog posts. Life has been ever so busy what with Castro retiring before making his half-century and Bob celebrating his 81st day on this planet that he loves to smight with mere presence. Yes the world is being run by the dogs and boy does it make everyday life so interesting.

Seriously, imagine if those people whom everyone points to as signs that the world is ending, were to disappear. Mugabe out of Zim, Castro no longer smoking cigars in his Cuban office, and Kim Jung Il sent to the rice pads in rural North Korea. How boring life would be. Papers would have to report on some politician opening a new department, or a kitten that got stuck up in a tree.

So when you take that arbitrary minute off to think about the disastrous wonders of this world, think tp yourself how much more interesting life is that Uncle Bob and his kinfolk are still running those corners of the earth miles away from you.

Happy birthday Bob, enjoy retirement Castro and long live the great demi-god Kim Jung Il.